Lost Creek Hollow Immaculate

As much as he didn't want to be left behind, Hood was totally not gonna go quite as far as his siblings.  Finally, he broke from the den entrance to toddle along after.  He'd shadow along behind them, bumbling about and stepping probably a bit too high to try and make sure he wasn't tripping over his own paws.  The epitome of elegance, obviously. 

He stood stiff-leggedly staring at his littermates before yapping at them a few times in a combination of joining in on the ruckus and EVERYONE IS MAKING NOISE SO HE SHALL TOO.  He couldn't see what the whole fuss was about, but as long as he wasn't the one being chewed on, he was ok with it.  The world was still a little too blurry to see what was up with the dandelion seeds and all that.